Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE9M6YR2ZXWV3ZVBMHHBSXN

**INT. CAFÉ ON MAIN STREET, ALBORN, MN – LATE AFTERNOON** Maria: *(scrolling through photos on her camera screen, brow furrowed)* Hunter: "Afternoon, ma'am. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions? I understand you were out near Miller's Orchard yesterday evening, around the time the Petersen girl went missing." Maria: "¿Qué? Lo siento, no— no entiendo bien el inglés." *(She sets down her camera, hands trembling slightly.)* "Fue horrible. Yo estaba allí, tomando fotos del atardecer, y escuché algo... un grito. No sé qué era. Me asusté mucho." Hunter: *(pausing, brow knitting)* "Whoa—slow down. I don't... I don't speak Spanish." *(He glances around the café, as if hoping someone might materialize to translate.)* "Did you see something? Out at the orchard?" Maria: "No entiendo lo que dice, pero—" *(she lifts her camera again, flipping through images, stopping on one that makes her flinch)* "Esta foto. La tomé anoche. Hay algo raro en el fondo, entre los árboles. No sé qué es, pero me dio mucho miedo." Hunter: "A picture? You've got something on camera?" *(He leans in, pointing at the screen.)* "Can I see that?" Maria: *(hesitant, but she turns the camera toward him)* "Mire. Aquí. No sé si es una persona o... no sé. Estaba muy oscuro." Hunter: *(squinting at the small screen, jaw tightening)* "There's somethin' back there, alright. Can't tell what though—too dark, too grainy." *(He straightens up, frustration flickering across his face.)* "I need to get this looked at. You got a laptop? Somewhere I can pull these off the card?" Maria: "¿Laptop?" *(shaking her head, confused)* "No sé qué necesita. Lo siento, de verdad no entiendo." Hunter: *(sighing, rubbing the back of his neck)* "Right. Of course you don't." *(He pulls out a small notepad, scribbles something down, then taps the camera gently.)* "Look—just... hang onto this. Don't delete anything, alright? Nothing." *(He mimes pressing a button with an exaggerated shake of his head.)* "No delete." Maria: *(catching his meaning, nodding slowly)* "Ah... sí, sí. No borrar. Entiendo eso." *(She clutches the camera to her chest protectively.)* Hunter: "Good. That's good." *(His phone buzzes sharply in his pocket. He pulls it out, glances at the screen, and his expression hardens.)* "Damn it—I gotta go. Got another call comin' in." *(He looks back at Maria, frustration and urgency warring on his face.)* "Stay put. I'll find someone who can talk to you properly. Don't go anywhere, you hear?" Maria: *(watching him, lost but sensing the gravity in his tone)* "No entiendo, pero... está bien. Voy a esperar aquí." Hunter: *(already moving toward the door, calling back over his shoulder)* "Just—stay there!" *(The bell above the café door jingles sharply as he disappears out onto the street.)* Maria: *(alone again, she looks down at the photo on her camera screen, her fingers hovering uncertainly over the buttons)* "¿Qué está pasando en este pueblo?"